The Devil's Student Mate

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I don't think I know my neighbors, or friends, nothing is ever as it seems.

I could not concentrate at all the entire day, and I was very grateful that I did not have Sir Steed's class today. I do not think I would have been able to face him.

Especially not after what I went through this morning.

First it was frenzied barking dog without a physical body to be traced back to.

Then it was that glowing, white figure of a woman with dead, haunting pitch black eyes.

Then I had that enervating, draining nightmare which does not want to permit me at least a week long holiday.

On top of all that, I just had to learn that there was something in my bathroom and that it intends on doing something to me on my eighteenth birthday, when I should be exuberant, exalted and celebrating finally becoming an adult legally.

That was not the end of it. When it was time to go to school, I asked Dom to be my chauffeur for the morning, but he was adamant that my car was not in the parking lot. He called Quil and Tesla and they backed his story, but I only got sufficient validation when the garage door opened and surely enough my car was there. Completely functional, with no punctures on the tyres. I was flabbergasted, aghast even and Dom must have thought I had lost the plot when I approached my own car, an inanimate machine, like a sleeping Beast that could maim me to death in a blink of an eye. After questioning my sanity and getting a good look at it, I hopped in and spent the most anguishing twenty minutes of my life driving the car which had magically teleported from the parking lot into the garage.

My attention span is as short as mr Roisboyt's, our middle-aged, grumpy, spleentic as hell library manager's temper. I cannot estimate how long I have been sitting here, but I am sure it is not for as long as it feels. Currently I am in the dinning hall, having lunch with Quil, her two cousins; Ambria and Ollese and my cousin from my father's side; Evanka.

I fiddled with my lasagna mindlessly while the girls listened to Ollese go on and on about her date from last night. Which from the little I have gathered she met the guy on a dating site and they agreed to meet at eight o'clock. Ollese has the most untamed, adventurous spirit and she always has the most enticing, wild stories to share.

"He was so smug and cocky and I do not mind that at all, I mean love a guy who is confident about what he is packing and I am telling you girls when he told me he was going to blow me away and rock my world, I believed him, he was that confident, you see I did not even get to palm him through his jeans because of his f*****g friend sitting in between us and c**k blocking and that was a big mistake. He said "I am large, I make girl's jaws drop" blah blah blah he was even trying to get me to question my blowjob skills and I told him I give a mean blowjob but I do not swallow, like eweee.. but back to the point… so the taxi drops us off at his apartment and turns out he has a roommate and they share a bedroom, major turn off, but thankfully enough the roommate was baking a cake or whatever for his girlfriend and before you even ask Anka, no he was not cute, he was just okay looking. I might be wild but you know I love my privacy, I do not want anyone to hear me doing the deeds. Anyways I was dripping, my panties had a large f*****g stain on them and I had been waiting to jump him since he fingered me on the club dance floor. So we kissed and blah blah blah he was an okay kisser, nothing that extraordinarily, but he was good with his tongue, I will give him that. I was very impatient, I did not even let me eat me out, I could not wait to see and suck his d**k, you girls know that I love long, fat c**k, that is why I only f**k the daddies, but he was not a daddy, I know but he was twenty eight, not that bad, he was not a high school kid and he told me that he has a big d**k two sentences in when we started talking. And he has an European accent,  you girls know that I cannot resist exotic people and their accents and he is hot, you girls saw him, he is a hunker hunker and do not lie Quin, you were drooling when you saw that six pack. Anyways where was I… oh gosh I am getting so annoyed just talking about this… So I was thirsty as hell, I got on my knees and pulled down his jeans and underwear and when it came to view my jaw dropped alright, but not in a good way at all. I was like what the f**k! No literally, I said that and he stared at me weirdly like I am a weirdo when he is the weirdo and the worst thing is, he wanted to shove it into my mouth without asking me first, like a take charge kind of s**t. Okay, let me not stop talking in riddles. His d**k was UNCUT, that disgusting skin was right there in front of me! Do you know how disgusting that is? My cousin says the gunk got stuck in her nails and it literally smelled so bad that she threw up because all that s**t has been accumulating for years and years under that skin, I swear when I saw it, I remembered what Mauyona told me, how she described the smell and all those germs she swallowed, I became so nauseated and I almost dif not hold it in and to make matters worse, his d**k was not even big, he must have been like seven or something and I was expecting like ten or nine inches at least. I was so pissed and I stood up and told him that I can't do this, and when he asked me why, I told him why, he literally could not get it, he was looking at me like I was weird or something, he literally could not understand why I did not want to suck his d**k and the audacity, he was like "oh baby its clean, I wash everything" and I asked him how do you wash it? How do you get to the area under it and clean off all the pee, sweat, dirt, semen that has been collecting under it, I asked him if he takes a cotton swab, unpeels the skin and pick out the dirt, and he was stunned, literally speechless and I asked him why he did not get it cut and he asked me why would he want to hurt himself unnecessarily and said that it provides lubrication, that cut d***s are dry and crusty, a whole lot of s**t. I wonder who in the world has been blowing him, some women really do not know their worth, to have that gunk in their mouths, sick! After that he did not even pay for my taxi, I was so annoyed because I was really looking forward to a getting a good f**k. He really did not believe that him asking me to blow that junk was insulting me, what is wrong with men?"

While Evanka and I broke out laughing and our ugly laughs echoed around the wall, Ambria's face scrunched up in disgust and she chucked the cheddar cheese stick she was about to take a bite of before Ollese started spewing all the grossly explicit, vulgar details in the most exaggerated manner. The way Ollese can heighten all the undesirable emotions and give them an entirely knew cringe worthy meaning was out of this world extraordinarily, that girl deserved an award, she is a queen when it comes to extravagantly.

Ambria's grimace became more profuse by the second, the way she looked, you would swear she had just unknowingly ingested sewage and the taste was assailing her tongue. "Eweeee! That is literally so gross, I  can't even eat now. I mean I have never thought about it that way, imagine years and years of c*m accumulating in there and causing a stench. Like my boobs are big and whenever its hot and they sweat underneath that sweat already has a bit of a smell, so just imagine what years can do."

I was not about to join in and go on and on about how disgusting foreskin is, watching the girls get so worked up over nothing was entertaining. Quin was the next to contribute, she was as equally as disgusted as Ambria.

"Okay, like ewwwee, could you not wait for us to finish eating before saying that?! Like who still has not chopped off the foreskin in this day and age? How did he expect you to eat the banana with a peel on it?"

"Exactly! Imagine the horror! " Ollese exclaimed dramatically the largest grin dressing her pretty face, I could tell that she was impressed by that last line Quin used, she thought it was witty and creative. Honestly, so did I. I was very thankful for the distraction, but I knew that lunch break was not going to last forever, sooner or later I was going to cross paths with Sir Steed and I do not know how I am going to face him after what happened yesterday.

Yesterday was the most capricious, unpredictable, weirdest day ever. I did not understand anything, I do not know what to think. I would lie and get my head in the clouds and tell myself that this could be the start of something beautiful, but I do not even know why he kissed me, I do not know if he has any feelings for me and one; he is my teacher, two; I have a boyfriend, an amazing boyfriend most girls would die for and last but definitely not least; he is MARRIED! So we just can't start dating or fooling around, no matter how much I like him and want him to bend me over his desk and do unimaginable things to my ripe teenage body. All I know is, I have to avoid a one on one with him at all costs, he makes me feel like a w***e, so needy and shameless, he is detrimental to my mind.

I missed out on some of the conversation and the girl's ridiculous exaggeration until Anka snapped her fingers in my face and broke me out of my reverie.

"What?" I rolled my eyes, pushing away her hands and feigning annoyance.

"Are you coming to the club with us on Friday?" She asked with a quip to her voice, she was very exultant about the girls night out s***h boys night out s***h birthday party, I was excited as well, I have never been to a club because I am not eighteen yet so I am underaged, my parents would have never allowed me to go clubbing, they try to ensure that I do not embarrass them or do anything that will attract negative press attention to their name and companies, honestly my parents are too strict and annoyingly scrupulous, they treat me like I am supposed to be perfect, not even slightly below.

But they were out of the country and you know what they say; when the cats are away, the mice will play. I was too consumed with my mounting stresses, going out for a night full of brash fun was just what I needed, otherwise the fact that something out there, some unknown entity planned on doing something to me on my birthday will completely eat away my sanity. I could not start getting paranoid, these things feed on fear and from what I have observed, I never feel those eyes on me when I am around the girls, especially Quin, my best friend makes me feel more secure than a anyone.

"Of course I am coming, you did not even have to ask." I threw on my poker face, I could have sounded more enthusiastic, but I was swarmed with so many different, jumbled thoughts that I could not express how exuberant I was with all these apprehension weighing me down. The girls were thrown off by my dull,  unexcited response. They have no idea what I am going through, I have only told Dominic about by encounters with the supernatural beings and all the strange things that have been happening to me since I was a child. I am very closed off, I do not open up very easily and if I told the girls half of what I went through and saw with my own eyes just yesterday, they will conclude that I have lost the plot and I do not want to be the weird, deep, sort of emo, awkward, strange girl in the group.

I could not even tell anyone, not even Quin that the Lucius Steed kissed me and called me love. I do not want to be scandalous, Ollese is a gossip, she really cannot keep her mouth shut, especially around the wrong crowd, she holds secrets like a sieve holds water, if I told her about the surprise smooch Sir Steed gave me after driving me to my house, the whole school would know by the end of next week and I will be the talk of the town and the school slut, which I do not want. My parents would kill me. But, I feel like I am going to burst open if I do not share this with anyone, it is too heavy on my mind and chest.

I was so grateful that I did not have Sir Steed's class today, so if I we do not bump into each other in the halls, I am not going to see him at all today thank god! Lucius Steed is so mysterious, I can't his words out of my mind, but they are too strange and perplexing for me to decipher.

"Fish deep into your memory and you will remember your destiny. 

"I can not wait to make you mine for eternity."

How the hell was I supposed to process that? I can not shake off this feeling that there is a lot more to this then I know. My life has changed drastically since he walked into it in all his gorgeousness and I will never understand why most times when he looks at me, he stares at me like he knows me, has known me for the longest time. I wish I knew if he was just as interested and invested in other students as he was in me.

I have a chunky lot on my plate, I have too much to deal with and my growing, forbidden feelings for my married teacher is the least of my worries.

I still have a  female ghost or spirit or whatever she is following me.

I have another thing terrorizing me and busy making plans for my eighteenth birthday.

And I might have a imposter, a person or supernatural thing that looks just like me that has been pretending to be me and living out my life, with my identity. I was not at that wrestling club, that thing in the video was not me.

On top of all that, when I should be liberated from agitation by a nightly state of repose, I am haunted by a woman, an otherworldly creature with white wings and I have been having these nightmares involving her for as long as I can remember, but I have not grown into, the nightmares still leave me shaken.

I perked up, removing my eyes from the table and found the girls talking with each other. They must have given up on me. This has been a long day and I could not wait for it to be over, but then I remembered that my parents' good friend Mrs Mauve invited me to one of her social events, a party or whatever socialites and I have already promised her that I will be at her doorstep on time tonight so I cannot cancel, even though I am in no mood to be around people, to be around strangers and I am tired beyond the word.

Mrs Mauve is a family friend, her and her husband have been constantly having these late night meetings with my parents since I was nine years old, they always thought I was sleeping every time they went to the basement and talked for some time before the singing begins. Yes, my parents are very weird, who sings in the basement in the middle of the night until the morning?  Where do you think I get this weirdness  from? I hope they do not host some swingers parties or orgies or anything of that kind in our basement, I have always been intrigued by I will never find out what is down there because the door before the door to the basement is always locked. That said, Mrs Mauve, she and her husband, but especially her are very close to my parents and if I cancelled and my mother finds out, she would grow a Godzilla head and eat me alive.

But maybe a night out at the Mauve mansion is not as bad as sitting in my bedroom entertaining that thing that is always watching me like it does not have anything better to do. One of these days I will say something and ask it what it wants.

And I know, it is something I am going to regret knowing, I just know it.